Celeste should have known something was wrong the moment Logan walked into her office, wearing that fake-innocent smile.

“Alphas,” he said smoothly. “Lovely day.”

Hunter didn’t look up from sharpening his knife. “What do you want.”

Logan held his hands up. “Now, now. Can’t a Beta simply check in?”

Celeste narrowed her eyes. “Cut the crap.”

Logan sighed. “Fine. I need you two to watch the pups for a few hours.”

Hunter actually paused his blade work. “Excuse ...